After putting it down and bowing, I went to a nearby soba restaurant, ordered sumashi noodles, and ate them deliciously. Garnishes included chopped green onions, thin garlic, and chili peppers, soup with hot water, and large noodles with hand-pulled noodles. fish and meat.
``We're closed, brother. Today, we have some vegetables that a customer returned. Do you want to eat them? If you don't want to eat them, throw them away.'' The noodle shop owner was cleaning the noodle shop and had a big stomach. , had a plate of hot and oily food. he asked, the stir-fried vegetables and meat ing out.
Li Jiahong was stunned for a moment, but without thinking about it, he directly agreed: "Okay, okay, thank you, thank you..."
The noodle shop owner smiled obediently, placed the vegetables in front of Li Jiahong, then turned and returned to the kitchen to continue packing. But what he didn't know was that after he returned, Li Jiahong took a notebook on his arm and wrote it to him. The noodle shop's address and name were recorded, with two police numbers above the line. Two police officers helped him in the morning.
This notebook is thick, with almost three-quarters of the pages used. Written there are the names of people and places that Li Jiahong felt grateful for and missed while searching for his family.
"According to the latest reports, relief efforts for the magnitude 6 earthquake that occurred in Tianfu City are still continuing..." After writing the file, Li Jiahong continued to eat noodles happily. When he heard the most disturbing news in China in recent days, he couldn't help but look up at the TV hanging in the corner of the store. When he saw the words ``XX person missing'' in the subtitles of a news program, a look of sadness appeared in his eyes.
The owner of the noodle shop was lying in front of the serving window, looking at news photos, and said with deep emotion: work. "
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